We create art and expel creative energy for one simple reason...
so it can be absorbed.
No wonder I had a hard time paying attention…
Maybe my mind was aligned to an alternate dimension…
A parallel place in oblivion…
…maybe my spirit is alien
Livin’ in Costa Rica
Through my screen door
the jungle resonates life
From my studio I listen to the pitchy giggles of children playing, melding with the sound of cicadas and the variance of birds that are in constant conversation, dogs barking, motorcycles revving over rock riddled roads.
Pura Vida, pure life that’s what I’m finding here Countless species appear before me to catalogue and create from their beauty. This is an inspiring place.
Listen
Baring it all as per, you can hear me discussing my art journey, my foray into spoken word poetry, my perspective on Sasquatches and more…
